*In the jungle, the Paw Patroller was driving down a clear path with some of the pups sticking their heads out the windows.* 


Rocky: Welcome to the jungle guys! 


Zuma: Missed the scent of this place, dudes! 


Chase: Plus, this is going to be the first time in the jungle for our two new pup members 


Skye: Speaking of which, where are they? 


Rubble: I think they are still trying to get their safari styled uniforms on... 


Marshall: I’ll go check on them. *He went to the back of the Patroller.* Hey guys, you set yet? We’re almost to the destination. 


Drift: Almost! 


Marshall: Having trouble with your new uniforms? 


Drift: Somewhat... think we can get some help, Marsh? 


Marshall: Sure *He went over to where the two were getting dressed up.* What do you need help with? 


Drift: Just trying to put Balloony here in her new vest. Might’ve made it a bit too tight... *He adjusted his gold colored cap.* 


Marshall: I guess we should have double checked her size since she is... *Drift’s face turned to a worried one as he placed his bionic paw over Marshall’s mouth.* 


Balloona X: Since I’m what!? 


Drift: Since your... too puffy to fit in any vests because of your fur 


Balloona X: Riiight... *She adjusted her safari hat, not able to fit in her new vest easily as Drift went to the mirror.* 


Marshall: Well, Drift does have an advantage since he’s... *Balloona X covered his mouth, shaking her head as Drift slowly turned around with a stern look.* 


Drift: Better not say anything regarding my size... 


Balloona X: It's nothing, Drift 


Drift: Better not have been... *He adjusted his cap again, looking over his gold vest.* 


Marshall: Man, you both are picky about being called certain stuff regarding size. 


Ryder: Don't worry Marshall, I was hoping I messed up with their first new suits. That's why I made a new set, but this time, with a size adjustment system in it 


Drift: Sweet. *Ryder give the two pups their new safari clothing* 


Ryder: Get dressed quick. You guys got three minutes. 


Balloona X: On it! 


*Ryder and Marshall left the two inflatable pups to change as a transition with the teams regular tag arrived at their stop. The six normal pups hopped out into the green scene.* 


Skye: They alright in there? One of them accidentally inflate or something? 


Chase: I'm sure they are alright 


Marshall: They should be... I checked on them. 


Rocky: Just try not to use their trigger words like you almost did back there 


Zuma: You find out the hard way, dude? 


Rocky: Oh yeah... 


Chase: You both did it sounds like... 


Rocky: Back when we had our playtime dress up... *A ripple effect took place as Rocky was with Balloona X and Zuma was with Drift.* Let's see what style we should dress up as today... *He went over to a box, looking through it. Rocky pulled out some medieval pieces as he looked at the others.* Knights it seems. 


Balloona X: I call dibs on Princess! 


Skye: Lucky... *She grabbed a female knights outfit while everyone else except for Rubble grabbed a male knights outfit, leaving Rubble with the dragon outfit.* 


Chase: Suit up team. *All the pups put their outfits on, but two of the pups were having trouble with their outfits* 


Balloona X: This thing is so tight on me! 


Drift: I can’t get my armor to stay on without blowing myself up a bit. 


Skye: Oh right, the princess outfit can only fit me 


Chase: And I guess that knight outfit's one of mine 


Marshall: We’ll help you out. *He led Chase, Skye, and Rubble out while Rocky and Zuma stayed behind with them.* 


Zuma: Probably would’ve helped if you weren’t little, dude. 


Rocky: And if you weren’t... that fat, Loon. 


*Then Balloona X and Drift feel shocked after hearing these two words* 


Both: What did you call me?! 


Zuma: Little? 


Rocky: Fat? *Both pups growled at them and started to inflate bigger than the Paw Patroller* 


Rocky: Whoa! 


Zuma: Run dude! *Both pups started to run away from the two inflatable pups* Those dudes must not like those words! 


Rocky: You think!? *He looked down, seeing two shadows before looking up, seeing the gray and blue bellies above them.* 


Both: Uh oh! *They couldn’t run far enough before the Patroller sized blimps squashed them. Rocky was squashed under Balloona X while Zuma got crushed by Drift. The rest of the team came back, confused a bit.* 


Chase: Uh, guys? 


Skye: Why’re you huge? *They look and see Zuma and Rocky underneath them* 


Marshall: And why did you guys crush Zuma and Rocky? 


Both Inflatable Pups: They used the... 


Balloona X: "F" word 


Drift: "L" word 


Rubble: Yikes... never call you guys those again. 


Rocky: *muffled* Or you’ll be pup-cakes like us! 


*The rest of the team looked up at the towering pups as the flashback ended.* 


Zuma: It could’ve been worse, right? 


Skye: At least you weren’t squashed under their rears. *She giggled, imagining that slightly before the two inflatable pups came out in their gear.* 


Balloona X: So guys, what do you think of our new gear? *Balloona X had her classic colors, but the green had a leaf pattern while the blue had a water pattern, and she had a safari hat on.* 


Skye: Cool, a water and leaf style 


Balloona X: Figured it’d be good to keep the jungle theme. 


Zuma: Let’s see Drift’s outfit, dude. 


Balloona X: Oh Drifty, your turn *The black pup emerged with his golden outfit, speckled in spots like leopard or cheetah, having his golden cap on.* 


Drift: How do I look, guys 


Balloona X: Positively golden... *She playfully bumped him with her body.* 


Chase: Well now that you two are geared up, let's go. Our friends are waiting for us now 


Drift: You haven’t fully mentioned these pals to us fully though. 


Rocky: We’ll talk about it a bit, but why’re you still out? 


Drift: Formula got called too many times and needs about three or four days of rest, so I’m taking over for a bit till he’s really needed. Plus, Loony's been spending more time with Formula than me. I do want some love too 


Balloona X: Again, I’m sorry. I kept apologizing through the whole trip, what’ll it take for you to forgive me? 


Drift: Hmm... I’m not fully sure yet. I'll let you know 


Balloona X: Oh come on, Drifty 


Drift: I said I’ll let you know when I thought of something, so hush dearie... *He gently kissed her cheek as the team eventually came to certain point.* 


Ryder: Keep an eye open, pups. Tracker and Carlos said they’ll meet us here shortly. 


Balloona X: But man, I can't believe you guys met them here in the jungle 


Ryder: They’re usually stationed here to watch over this part for us. We don’t really get to see them as often as Everest and Jake. 


Marshall: It’s true. 


Balloona X: Fair enough 


Drift: Well at least Everest now has a reason to visit more often. 


Marshall: Hehehe... yea *he blushes* 


Drift: Gals do love a pup in uniform, or like how Loony says... *He inhales, inflating himself up to the size of a puphouse.* “The bigger, the better and cuter!” 


Balloona X: It's true *she hugs his bloated body* 


Drift: I can easily do more for you! 


Balloona X: Not right now though. We have guests to meet... and they may seem a bit... surprised if we introduce ourselves like this. 


Drift: Oh come on, just a bit more? 


Balloona X: Sorry, but no. Deflate now please. It's best to go slow and easy like we did with Everest 


Drift: Fine... *He deflated back down, landing on her back.* 


Balloona X: Whoa hehehehe 


Drift: Thanks for the soft landing. *He hopped off her as something swung in the trees near the team.* 


Balloona X: Was that a monkey? 


Drift: If it was monkey, it should have made some noise 


Chase: I have a hunch on who it was... 


Balloona X: Who? 


Chase: Tracker. *From the trees, a brown and white chihuahua in a jungle green suit and hat with a compass tag dropped from the trees.* Right on time, Tracker 


Tracker: Hola. Good to see you again mi amigos, but who are these two... cachorros? Never seen them before. 


Ryder: Tracker, meet Balloona X and Drift 


Balloona X: Pleasure to meet you. 


Drift: So you’re the pup we heard about? 


Tracker: ¡Oh Dios mío! I’ve seen some grande and pequeño dogs before, but this is something else! 


Both Pup: What? 


Skye: They’re compliments, don’t worry you two. 


Both Pup: ok then *Skye walked over to the jungle pup, bringing him to the side. 


Skye: *whispering* Don’t call them fat or little or anything similar... we learned the hard way. 


Tracker: Hard way? 


Skye: Take my word for it... you’ll see later if you’re lucky. 


Tracker: Ok then, if you say so *The two rejoined the rest of the team.* 


Ryder: Say, where is Carlos exactly? 


Tracker: Well, he was a bit behind me as he was helping out a jaguar family. 


Rubble: Jaguar? You mean those s big wild cats? 


Tracker: Si. The very ones. 


Zuma: What did they need help with? 


Ryder: I'll call Carlos, just in case *He pulled out his pad, scrolling over to the icon with Carlos’ face and pressing it. It called his phone as he answer it* Carlos, you there? 


Carlos: Yeah, was about to call you guys anyway. 


Ryder: Tracker told us about this jaguar problem... 


Carlos: Well, that’s what this call was about. 


Ryder: What happened? 


Carlos: I was helping a family out, but a mother had her kitten slip into a hole and they can’t get out. Think the team can help us out? 


Ryder: Don't worry Carlos, we'll help you get that jaguar kitten out of there. No job is too big, no pup is too small! *He extended his pad, pushing the button as all nine pup tags lit up.* Paw Patrol, to the Paw Patroller! 


All Pups: Ryder needs us! *As all of them began heading back to the Patroller, Marshall and Drift ended up going through a banana peel valley on the ground, slipping and sliding into the others.* 


Marshall: Looks like I wasn’t the only one who slipped up. 


Drift: That joke really gets the splits... *All the pups laughed as the side door closed up. As they all made their way past their sign with a flash, they all had a seat in the main portion.* 


Chase: Paw Patrol, ready for action, Ryder sir! 


Ryder: Pups, we got an interesting one... *He clicked his pad, the door closing as the screen played out the scenario.* Seems while Carlos was helping out those jaguars, a kitten fell into a hole and can’t get out. 


Rubble: Aww, poor jaguar kitten 


Drift: Really? 


Skye: Rubble does like little kittens, Drift 


Drift: Oh, sorry 


Ryder: Anyway... we’ll have to get the kitten out quick. 


Chase: Who’re we going to need? 


Ryder: Well I need Tracker first... *he tap Tracker's icon* I need your tracking skills to locate where Carlos and the jaguars are at 


Tracker: I’m all ears! Soy todo oídos *His ears twitched in a few directions.* 


Ryder: And just in case for this... I need Chase, Skye, Balloona X, and Drift. For one of you pups to get the jaguar kittens out of the hole. 


Chase: Why us four? 


Ryder: You have the winch, Skye has her pack, and... you know why on the other pups. We’ll need a way to get the kitten out once we find it. 


Chase: Ok then, in the case... Chase is on the case! 


Skye: This pup's gotta fly! 


Balloona X: Time to bounce into action! 


Drift: Ready to race to the rescue! 


Ryder: And just in case the jaguar kitten is hurt *he tap on Marshall's icon* Marshall, I need your X-ray and bandages for the kitten 


Marshall: I’m ready for a ruff ruff rescue! 


Ryder: Alright! Paw Patrol is on the roll! *The pups required for the mission got up as they all left. Tracker went outside the Patroller, going over to his puphouse and changing it to its jungle cruiser mode. On the inside, Drift was running down the arrows on the ground, doing a cart wheel and rolling into his side of the vehicle. His house folded up, turning gold as it changed to an F1 race car as he drove out the back of the Patroller. Then Ryder get on his vehicle and drive as the other three pup get in their vehicles and follow* 


Drift: Where we driving to? 


Ryder: Tracker, use your tracking skills to find Carlos 


Tracker: On it. *He adjusted his ears like a small set of satellites before focusing on a sound.* Encuentralo! 


Ryder: Uh... 


Drift: He found him. 


Chase: Since when do you know Spanish? 


Drift: The TV Joe and I watched often got stuck on the Spanish channel. I kind of picked up a few things from it. And yes Tracker, I know what you did said when you first saw me and Balloona X, but you're lucky you didn't say it in English 


Balloona X: You gonna tell me? 


Drift: Nope... cause then I’m in trouble. 


Balloona X: Ok then? 


Tracker: Guess I’ll have to be careful... *He led the team on their journey where a transition with his tag brought them to where Carlos was waiting by a tree.* 


Carlos: There you pups are, but... who’s the one who looked like she swallowed a beach ball and who’s the one who looks like a scaled-down version of a lab? 


Ryder: Carlos, meet Balloona X and Drift 


Balloona X: Hello. 


Drift: Sup? 


Carlos: Pleasure to meet you, but... again, why’re you bigger and smaller from normal collies and labs? 


Ryder: Pups come in different sizes, you know that Carlos 


Carlos: But I’ve never seen a collie be so... 


Ryder: Well we don't have time to talk about it, for now we need to get to this jaguar kitten 


Carlos: Right. *He led the team over to the hole as the two inflatable dogs shared a look like they knew what was going to be said.* 


Tracker: Down in there, right amigo? 


Ryder: Tracker, can you go down there to check on the jaguar to see if it's ok? 


Tracker: Right away. 


Drift: Shouldn’t we get your winch set, Chase? 


Tracker: No need, amigo. I can handle going down there 


Drift: How though? 


Tracker: Watch... 


Tracker: Watch... *he barked* Cables! *Two arms sprouted from his back before firing claws attached to ropes that grabbed a branch above, lifting him off the ground a bit.* 


Drift: Whoa, but wait... since you have cables, shouldn't you be able to get the kitten out easily? 


Tracker: I tried before, but my cables jam up if I try to carry something heavier than me 


Drift: That sucks a bit. 


Ryder: Tracker, is the kitten ok? 


Tracker: Uno momento, Ryder. *He descended down into the hole. Once he reached the bottom, his cable claws released from the branch, retracting back into his pack. He walk over to the jaguar kitten and see that it has a injured paw* 


Ryder: How’s it doing Tracker? 


Tracker: The jaguar kitten looks ok, but she has an injured paw 


Ryder: Alright, hang tight. Chase, let’s try your winch first. 


Chase: Right *he barked* Winch! *His winch opened up with the clip attachment. As he grabbed the cable, it pulled out a bit then got stuck.* Huh? 


Ryder: Something wrong? 


Chase: My winch is stuck... 


Ryder: Looks like the motor won’t turn over past its default turn. Wasn’t Formula supposed to check on that and fix it? 


Chase: Just let me try to pull it more, it could get it unstuck... *He tried pulling harder, but it wouldn’t budge at all.* 


Chase: Looks like plan A’s a bust, Ryder sir. 


Ryder: Then we go onto plan B. Skye, you’re up... 


Skye: You got it *she barked* Wings! *Her wings tried to deploy, but the sides wouldn’t open up while her jets did.* What the? 


Balloona X: You may want to deactivate your thrusters before you go tumbling. 


Skye: On it! *she barked* Deactivate! *Her thrusters deactivated and folded back into her pack.* 


Ryder: Very odd. Did Formula miss diagnostics day? 


Drift: Uhhh... technically, since I'm in control... I may've forgotten to switch back for him to do it... 


Balloona X: Are you for real? 


Drift: Hey, you've been with Formula more often than me, Balloona X! You need to be fair on both of us 


Balloona X: But I need to keep his confidence up and he’s more serious with missions! You try to have fun too much! 


Drift: I can be serious, but I don’t have to have the stern look or attitude! 


Balloona X: Oh that's it! I need to override your personality swap so Formula can fix this mess! *As she went to lick his nose, Drift took off running.* Get back here! *She began running after him* 


Drift: I can fix this, but you never give me a chance to prove myself! 


Balloona X: You’re not as technical he is! 


Drift: But I have fun on missions unlike him! 


Balloona X: But you don’t ta- *She tripped over a loose branch, rolling a bit and knocking Drift down the hole.* 


Drift: Ahhh! 


Balloona X: Drift! *She got up, looking down to see the black lab fall down, landing at the bottom of the hole and falling unconscious.* Hang on, I’m on my way! 


Tracker: You alright amigo? *He went to check on the passed up pup as Balloona X jumped down, only to get stuck on the hole and make it pitch black.* Oy-oy-oy! 


Balloona X: Little help guys? Kinda stuck... 


Skye: Oh dear... 


Chase: We better hurry. Tracker can’t handle dark and small spaces... 


Ryder: Well, let's get her out then 


Chase: On it! 


Skye: Let’s get going. *They went over to Balloona X, grab her paws and started to pulled* 


Chase: Man, you are plugged tight Loony... 


Skye: Maybe Drift has some oil in his pup pack? 


Chase: But he is trapped down there 


Balloona X: I’ll try to call him... *Her tag lit up as the two pups in the hole had their own reactions. Tracker speaking in Spanish during a freak out and Drift groaning slightly while getting up from the call.* Drift, talk to me. You alright? 


Drift: Ugh... if you define alright as falling a fair bit down and feeling like you got blindsided by a go-kart... then yes. 


Balloona X: Sorry about that, but do you have any oil on you or something? 


Drift: No... Form does. But I don't want to already switch now, I want to take part in this mission here 


Balloona X: Well, you better figure out a way out... and to calm Tracker down. 


Drift: I got one, but be ready. 


Balloona X: For what? 


Drift: You’ll see... *He dusted himself off as he got up, looking at the panicking jungle pup.* Let me talk to him first. 


Balloona X: You sure you can speak fluent Spanish? 


Drift: Have a little faith, ok? 


Balloona X: Ok then 


Drift: Alright, see you in a bit. *His collar turned off, going nearly back in the darkness as he cleared his throat.* Tracker! Va a estar bien.  Nuestros amigos nos salvarán. 


Translation: It’s going to be ok. Our friends will save us. 


Tracker: ¿Tu hablas español? 


Translation: You speak Spanish? 


Drift: He leído algunos programas de televisión sobre el idioma.  Quería tener una conversación con otras personas que no hablan inglés. 


Translation: I’ve read a few tv on the language. I wanted to have a conversation with others who don’t speak English. 


Tracker: Vaya, eso es muy impresionante.  Por lo que pude decir, no parecías del tipo. 


Translation: Wow, that’s very impressive. From what I could tell, you didn’t seem the type. 


Drift: ¡Fórmula no es el único inteligente aquí! 


Translation: Hey, Formula’s not the only smart one in here! 


Tracker: Lo siento.  ¡Pero está oscuro aquí y hay todo tipo de cosas espeluznantes aquí! 


Translation: Sorry. But It’s dark in here and there’s all sorts of creepy things here! 


Drift: Lo sé, pero tenemos que centrarnos en nuestra misión aquí, Tracker.  ¿No quieres ayudar a este jaguar aquí? 


Translation: I know, but we need to focus on our mission here, Tracker. Don't you want to help this jaguar here? 


Drift: Bueno, escuche atentamente. Agarra al gatito jaguar y súbete a mi espalda y yo haré el resto. 


Translation: Well, listen carefully. Grab the jaguar kitten and get on my back and I'll do the rest. 


Tracker: ¡Pero es un Jaguar!  ¡¿Cómo lo llevo con seguridad ?! 


Translation: But, it’s a Jaguar! How do I carry it safely?! 


Drift: Oh, solo espera hasta que veas.  Si puedes... 


Translation: Oh, just wait until you see. If you can... 


Tracker: Ok then... *He softly approached the kitten.* Hey there little gatita. We're here to help, but I need to bring you back to mi amigo to get you out, ok? *The Jaguar approached Tracker, and rubbed its head on him.* Awww, thank you 


Drift: Got its trust? 


Tracker: Yes, my friend. Now, your plan? 


Drift: Climb on my back with the kitten, and I'll handle the rest. Let's just say... it's a muy grande plan! 


Tracker: Ok? *He carries the kitten on his back, softly standing over the lab who was laying down.* What's your plan? 


Drift: This! *He inflates on the spot under the two.* 


Tracker: Vaca santa, Drift! How!? 


Drift: Me and Loony have some special skills. You mind climbing on if you’re not too freaked out? 


Tracker: Uh... *He shook his head, climbing up the swelling pup having been bounced from the force initially.* 


Drift: You ready, mi amigo? 


Tracker: Ready for what? 


Drift: For this! *He began inflating bigger, beginning to push the jungle pup and the jungle cat up.* 


Tracker: ¡Oh mi perro! 


Translation: Oh my Dog! 


Drift: What? I said I had skills. 


Tracker: I didn’t know you could get this big! 


Drift: I can get bigger, trust me... *He smiled proudly as the two on top of him began getting pressed against the collie over the hole.* 


Balloona X: Huh? What's that? 


Chase: Something wrong, Loon? 


Balloona X: I can hear swelling. And I think that... 


Tracker: Balloona X! Chase! Over here! 


Skye: Oh boy... Drift must've blown himself up. 


Balloona X: I get his plan now... *She was eventually popped free from the hole thanks to her equally balloony mate as Tracker hopped off.* Drift! 


Drift: Yes, Loony? 


Balloona X: Are you crazy?! 


Drift: Hmm... no, just puffy! *He swelled a bit more, creating enough pressure to pop his giant body out of the hole.* How do I look? 


Balloona X: Not gonna lie, kinda cool. *shakes her head.* But that was super reckless! 


Drift: What do you mean? You pushed me into the hole! 


Skye: Can we focus here?! Is the cub ok? 


Drift: Oh right, don't worry... the cub is on my back, just need to deflate *He deflated back down to his normal size as Marshall came in to check.* 


Marshall: Let's get this kitten checked up, shall we? *He barks.* X-Ray Screen! *His X-Ray Tablet comes out of his pack and scans the cub. It detects a dislocation in the bottom right paw.* 


Marshall: Looks like a minor dislocation. I'll get a cast for her. *A transition with Marshall's tag saw the kitten with her cast on, nuzzling her head against the team.* 


Drift: Seems she really appreciates the help... 


Balloona X: While true, it's time for you to let me override you. 


Drift: Come on Loony... why? I'd like to stay out for awhile longer. Plus, I was thinking about making Tracker his new special vest too 


Balloona X: Oh no... no no no, a thousand no's! 


Drift: If you let Form show you he can loosen up and be wild, I can prove I can tighten up and be serious, but you don't give me the chance to. Just this once, please? 


Balloona X: *sigh* Fine, I guess I could give you chance to prove yourself... 


Drift: Thank you. I'll make it up to you as well with a puffy flight... *He kissed her nose before heading into the Patroller to work.* 


Tracker: Why do I have a bad feeling? 


Balloona X: Drift goes big... too big at points. 


Chase: Think he'll control himself this time? 


Skye: Five treats says he won't... 


Balloona X: Make it ten 


Rubble: Twenty. *Then Drift walk out of the Patroller with a new vest on his back* 


Ryder: Wow, that was quick. 


Drift: Fixing faster is not the only thing I'm good at. Also, I did help Formula to make the first six special vests in case he needed some rest 


Balloona X: Ok... but did you go overkill with the inflation? If you did... 


Drift: Chill. I didn't. I'm not just some pup who's crazy about inflating himself huge... most of the time. Besides... unfortunately for me, only Formula knows the code system for the Overinflated Mode system, so I only put in the normal airbag mode. Go ahead Tracker, give it a try *he toss it to him* 


Tracker: You sure about this, amigo? 


Drift: As sure as my collie looks good big. *He winked while clicking his tongue. Balloona X blushes* 


Tracker: Ok then. I trusted you in the cave, so I guess I trust you on this 


*He quickly changed into his new vest.* 


Tracker: How do I look? 


Drift: Muy bueno, amigo. Now I will have to leave a note for Formula to add the override system in our paw since I have no idea how to do it. But if you pull your pup tag, it will activate the airbag mode. Again don't worry, the airbag mode only lasts for fifteen minutes. Go ahead, try it 


Tracker: Ok? There any other way to trigger this? 


Drift: Through pulling the tag, having one of the sensors in the suit trigger, or having myself or Formula override it. *He walked over, putting a paw on the jungle pups back.* I scratch your back, you scratch mine amigo. 


Tracker: Understood. *He grabbed his tag, tugging on it. Then his suit started to inflate like a balloon until he stopped at the size of a puphouse* 


Balloona X: Wow... you literally held back with the size... you earned an apology puff. 


Drift: Apology puff? Huh, I ever heard of that before.... 


Balloona X: Well... it's for me not having much faith you could handle this mission, and... I owe ya I feel. 


Tracker: Well, I can help you two find a nice spot to have your time... once this suit deflates. 


Drift: Sure, amigo *A small transition brought the team up to a beautiful tree top view, seeing a fair bit of jungle.* Wow... what a nice view. 


Tracker: Si, Drift 


Skye: It's very romantic as well... 


Chase: Yea, very romantic here 


Balloona X: Guess it's the two couples, huh? 


Drift: Mmhm. 


Skye: And what better way to take it in... *She tugged her tag.* 


Balloona X: Than with a romantic balloon ride... 


Both: With your gals as the balloons! *Skye let go of her tag and her suit started to inflate like a balloon until he stopped at the size of a puphouse* 


Drift: Loony, you don't mind if I... *he point at her tag* 


Balloona X: You earned it champ. *She licked his cheek with a giggle.* 


Skye: Well while you override her, Me and Chase will take to the sky *she barked* Overinflated Mode! *Her suit began inflating further as the others watched. Her paws started to sink into her suit as her head sink in a bit, but can still see as her suit stopped inflating at three times bigger than usual.* Mmm... always feels nice and comfy. What does my cute officer think? 


Chase: Still looks cuter than before *he climb on her bloated suit until he is up top* 


Skye: Well it's time to go up *she barked* Hover! *Her suit puffed up a bit more as she giggled, four times bigger than usual as she and Chase started floating up.* 


Drift: Now it's our turn *he clapped his paws as it activates Balloona X's tag* 


Balloona X: How big ya gonna go? 


Drift: Don't you worry... I'll gladly make up for the lost time... Let's see how you like the new default I added... Hindenloona X, 4-3-1-Huge-3. *He clapped twice as he kissed her nose before her tag beeped.* 


Balloona X: New mode?! Sly pup... *She kissed him in return before her body started swelling up.* Whoa! Here we go... 


Drift: Mmhm, enjoy puffy. *He hopped onto her swelling body, resting on her back as she grew.* Hehehe and enjoy the ride too 


Balloona X: I'll try to, Drifty. What's the twist though? 


Drift: Oh, you will see... *He gently rubbed her back as they both began floating up.* We have lift off. 


Balloona X: *high pitched* What did you... helium? 


Drift: I had to... you sound cuter squeaky. 


Balloona X: *sigh, high pitched* I need to add that feature in your override next time 


Drift: Fair enough, Hindy. *He laughed softly, looking down at the swelling collie.* Feel your paws getting tricky to move hun? 


Balloona X: *high pitched* Wait, what? *She felt her legs sink in up to her paws as the lab snickered.* 


Drift: I had to make it accurate to a real blimp... *He softly looked, seeing her paws kick a bit as they sunk slowly.* Hehehe, so cute when you move them 


Balloona X: *high pitched* What gives? *She tried moving her paws again, but they fully sunken, along with her head and tail, but they were a big puff away from fully submerging.* 


Drift: I did say I was going for accuracy... and I did, Hehehehe 


Balloona X: *high pitched* Can't... move a thing... *She wobbled in the air, a blimp the size of Yumi's barn as her sunken head met eyes with her lab.* 


Drift: Whatcha think though? Pretty cool and cute, huh? *He wagged his tail, waiting for her answer.* 


Balloona X: *she softly sighed as she smiled, high pitched* You always find a way to please me, hehehe 


Drift: Good... *He smiled, gently leaning in against her sunken head, kissing her.* 


Chase: Those two are cute, but I have my cute puploon. *He gently booped Skye's nose.* 


Skye: Oh Chase, you silly shepherd... 


Both: Hehehehe *They both shared a nose nuzzle before kissing as well, the rest of the team watching.* 


Zuma: Those dudes are lucky... 


Marshall: Yeah... *His ears drop a bit.* 


Rocky: Don't worry Marshall, I'm sure Everest will give you a similar treatment when you see her again. 


Marshall: You're right. *He sighed a bit, leaning against a branch, only to have a bundle of bananas drop on him.* 


Rubble: You going to eat those? 


Marshall: Nah, I'm good. *He hands one to Rubble who begins to peel it.* 


Tracker: They're muy delicioso when plucked straight from the source, amigo. 


Rubble: Oh, I bet. 


Marshall: Noted... *He sighed, looking out over at the four pups, having a daydream with him on puffed up Everest, laughing in the sky until a banana peel was thrown on his head, snapping him out of the dream.* Oh man... peeled back to reality... 


Zuma: Sorry dude! You want one? 


Marshall: Maybe later. Right now, I need to ask Formula to make some features for a special vest on one pup... when he shows up. 


Zuma: When he's rested up... and after the whole debacle with the gadgets. 


Rocky: Agreed. 


Rubble: Least the bananas are good... 


Marshall: Oh Rubble... *The pups on the platform shared a laugh as the two floating puploons had a "swell" day with their respective others over the jungle canopy.* 


The End